Chapter 19: The Power of Ten Thousand Years Mysterious Ice Armor
"Ahem..."
In the huge pit, Liu Jiwu covered his chest and slowly crawled out of the pit in a miserable state, with a line of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the miserable Liu Jiwu in the huge pit, everyone at the scene fell into astonishment. When everyone once again focused their attention on the young man not far away, holding a big knife and looking calm, the shock on his face suddenly changed.
Transformed into sluggishness.
one move!
Just now, the young man only used one move to make Liu Jiwu so embarrassed. Such a shocking result made everyone look at the young man completely differently.
"So strong! Liu Jiwu has reached the half-step Yang Realm, and this guy actually made him so embarrassed with just one move."
Han Xueyu lightly covered her lips with her hand, and the look of surprise on her face was difficult to conceal. In addition to surprise, her eyes were filled with joy.
Every move of the young man in front of him can already affect the life and death of their Liuyan mercenary group. Only when the young man wins in the end can their Liuyan mercenary group have a chance of survival.
After seeing Zhuo Wen's strong performance, the doubts that remained on the faces of the dozen or so members behind Han Xue disappeared at this moment, and were replaced by looks of hope.
"This big sword of yours..."
Liu Jiwu quietly took a few steps back, staring fearfully at the exaggerated sword in the hands of the young man in front of him.
Just now, he clearly sensed that the coercion, which was like a mountain, was emanating from the young man's big sword. It was because of the strange pressure on his body that he was caught off guard and hit by Zhuo Wen.
.
"Didn't you say that there is heaven outside the sky and there are people outside the world? Now I will return this sentence to you without any change."
Zhuo Wen sneered, then held the handle of the knife upside down with both hands, bowed his waist, and his whole body appeared in front of Liu Jiwu like a ghost in an instant. His hands tightened suddenly, and his body suddenly moved in an exaggerated posture.
The ground spun half a circle, and the big knife in his hand was like a meat grinder, slamming into Liu Jiwu's waist.
Liu Jiwu's expression changed slightly. He did not dare to be careless at this time. The endless cold air surged out of his body and formed a ferocious armor on his body, covering his whole body tightly.
"It seems that your strength is largely due to the sword in your hand! If I guess correctly, the sword in your hand is definitely a spiritual treasure. But I will let you know that even if you have
Lingbao may not be my opponent."
Liu Jiwu snorted coldly, raised his hands slightly, and two daggers with cold light suddenly appeared in his palms.
Keng!
The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded, and the clear sound echoed continuously in the field. Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank and he stared at the two daggers that appeared on the blade of the broadsword.
He could feel that the daggers that appeared in front of him were definitely not spiritual treasures, but what surprised him was that these two daggers could withstand the slashing of the dragon pattern knife without breaking.
"Boy! It's over. You can die in peace."
Liu Jiwu's eyes narrowed, and the corner of his mouth showed a trace of triumph. He suddenly pulled out his left hand, and the dagger in his hand suddenly glowed with a cold light, like lightning, and shot directly at Zhuo Wen's eyebrows.
"Maybe it's too early to end!"
The corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth curled up, and the dragon energy in Zhuo Wen's body immediately poured into the dragon pattern knife, and a more powerful dragon pressure appeared in the entire space again.
Under this powerful dragon pressure, Liu Jiwu's left hand also stagnated for a moment.
As soon as his eyes were focused, Zhuo Wen's right leg was like a spring, and he swept towards Liu Jiwu's neck. Wherever the wind passed by his leg, there was a rapid sound of breaking wind.
bump!
The moment Liu Jiwu woke up, the wind from his leg had hit his neck hard in an arrogant manner. He only felt an uncontrollable pain in his neck, and his body suddenly seemed to be floating.
Like a butterfly, it flies out upside down.
Looking at the figure flying upside down in mid-air, the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth once again raised a strange arc. His legs suddenly bounced, and his right hand holding the handle of the knife was violently twitched. His whole body was like a shooting star.
Generally, it appears in the sky above Liu Jiwu.
Liu Jiwu opened his eyes suddenly, and was horrified to find that Zhuo Wen had arrived above him at some point, and was smiling inexplicably at him. Then he watched helplessly as a huge blade appeared in his eyes.
Getting thicker and thicker.
A smell of death rushed into his mind instantly, and he roared suddenly in his heart. He immediately crossed his hands to cover his head. Then he only felt a pain in his hands, and then his body suddenly felt like a meteorite.
Falling suddenly downwards.
Boom!
Liu Jiwu once again made a bigger crater in the same place in front of everyone. The creaking sound of flesh colliding with the ground made everyone at the scene feel chills in their hearts.
Everyone's eyes were full of disbelief. Originally they thought this was just an evenly matched battle, but now it seemed that the situation was completely one-sided.
The first time Liu Jiwu was smashed into the ground by Zhuo Wen, it could be considered a fluke, but if he was smashed into the ground one after another, no one would think it was a fluke.
"Ah! Kill him. Come together and kill this bastard!"
In the huge pit, a hysterical scream suddenly came out. Liu Jiwu jumped out of the huge pit. At this time, a trace of blood was flowing out of both his arms, and his arms moved in a strange way.
The angle was twisted, and it was obvious that his arms had been damaged by the blow just now.
Liu Jiwu was also in a very embarrassed state at this time. His eyes became extremely red, and the gaze he stared at Zhuo Wen was filled with deep murderous intent. This was the first time in many years that he had been beaten in such a mess, and
This person is still a fifteen or sixteen year old boy.
Liu Jiwu gave an order, and dozens of Liu family masters behind him, all with hand-held weapons, flew straight towards the young man standing quietly and handsomely in the distance without fear of death, and a tragic aura suddenly filled him.
throughout the space.
"Arrogant boy, so what if you are strong? It's hard for two fists to defeat four hands. With so many hands combined, even Yang Realm warriors can only retreat, and your final end will be an ugly death."
Liu Jiwu's eyes became bloodthirsty and crazy, feeling the pain in his arms and the smell of death approaching in his heart just now. He knew that if he hadn't blocked the blow with his arms in the end, he would probably have died.
He will die because of this, instead of being seriously injured like now.
In the station, Han Xue and others also saw dozens of Liu family's masters rushing towards Zhuo Wen. Their expressions suddenly changed. They knew that since Liu Jiwu was no match for the young man in front of them, they could only use the human sea tactic.
And Han Xue knows very well that the dozens of Liu family experts are basically the elites of the Liu family. Their cultivation level is basically above the fifth level of Yin-deficiency realm, and they are very good at the art of combination. If these people join forces, even if they are Yang-shi
Realm warriors can't get the slightest benefit.
Although Zhuo Wen's performance just now was quite dazzling, he was only one person after all. Therefore, Han Xue felt that even though the mysterious young man in front of him was very powerful, he was still no match for these Liu family elites.
"Little brother Xiao Se! These guys are all elites of the Liu family, and they are all good at the art of union. If they are united together, even Yang Realm warriors will not benefit. You should return to the station first and join us.
Together, it is best for us all to resist together."
Seeing dozens of Liu family elites approaching the mysterious young man, Han Xue couldn't help but shouted anxiously. After all, the young man in front of her came to help their Liuyan mercenary group get out of trouble. She didn't want the young man to be so unclear.
in danger.
Standing there, Zhuo Wen tilted his head slightly, looked at Han Xue, smiled slightly, moved his lips several times, and Qingyue's voice suddenly came from this space.
"I don't take them seriously, so you can rest assured!"
Hearing the young man's somewhat arrogant words, everyone in the station was startled. For some reason, as soon as the young man said these words, a trace of tranquility appeared in their hearts.
"This guy is too brave! Why does he have the same personality as that kid?"
Looking at the somewhat stubborn figure in the distance, Han Xue's heart trembled for some reason. A handsome and quiet young man's face could not help but appear in his mind. The guy's personality was so similar to that of the young man in front of him.
Stand alone, tenacious and stubborn.
"What an arrogant boy. He really thinks too highly of himself. He doesn't even know how he died." Liu Jiwu also heard Zhuo Wen's bold words just now. He just sneered at the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhuo Wen.
It's like looking at a dead person.
boom!
Dozens of figures instantly filled the sky above Zhuo Wen. Immediately, under the horrified gazes of everyone, they rushed straight towards the young man below. The dense crowd of figures immediately submerged the young man's figure in the sea of people.
"Haha! Boy, let's see if you die this time!" Looking at the figure that had been submerged in the sea of people, Liu Jiwu suddenly laughed wildly.
But his smile didn't last long, and it instantly solidified. Instead, his eyes looked in the direction ahead with some disbelief.
I saw that in the place that had been shrouded by dozens of figures, an extremely cold aura suddenly poured out. Immediately, countless groans of pain sounded, and then the figures seemed to be severely knocked away by a powerful force.
They flew backwards in all directions.
All the figures flew away and dispersed, and a tall figure stood quietly on the spot. At this time, this figure was quite strange. The whole body was covered in ice-blue armor, and countless powerful figures were blown by the cold air like a snowstorm.
Spewed out from this figure.
What's even more weird is that within ten inches of the figure's body, nine ice-blue long swords are constantly rotating and flying beside him, forming a barrier purely composed of long swords around him.